Mouse Tooth looked at the little one and thought for a moment before saying, "Yes, on the way to the airport, there happen to be two martial arts dojos that are in competition with each other. There used to be a National Arts gym around here, but it was defeated by them. Now there's just a Taekwondo dojo and a Karate dojo."
Upon hearing this, the little one immediately started bouncing and hopping around.
"What do you want to do? Tell Uncle, will you?" Mouse Tooth asked curiously.
The little one shook her head. "Don't get any funny ideas, Uncle Mouse Tooth."
With that, she once again shouldered the large pot and started running laps around the yard. Mouse Tooth sighed in relief that not all children were like her; otherwise… he didn't even dare to finish the thought.
